We have been pretty darn busy over the past month.
We took the kids to see The Muppets just after Thanksgiving. Bridget really loved it (and so did Brendan and I), and now we’re watching The Muppet Show! thanks to Netflix. Johnny would have made it through the whole movie quite nicely had the previews not gone on so long. He loved Ms. Piggy and her karate chops.
We went to a fancy holiday party at the National American History Museum. It was pretty awesome. Saw the Jefferson Bible and Brendan totally geeked out. The next morning we were (some of us more than others) reminded that we are not in our 20s anymore.
We did a little bit of decorating, but not too much until…
The basement got finished! Brendan and I put in a lot of time putting up walls (him) and painting and painting (mostly me, but also him) and getting trim up (him). And still more painting. Carpet was ordered and installed just in time…
.. for the MuskoX-mas celebration at our house. And though I mis-read the directions on how long the ham would take to heat up, it was still very successful.
Now we just have some final preparations for Christmas. I think our artificial tree looks pretty darn good.
Like last year, this year we planned to spend New Years Eve (and weekend) up in Pennsylvania with some friends (and fellow Muskoxen). Brendan’s body however, had other plans. He went from feeling slightly-a-little-sick-but-willing-to-power-through to pull-the-car-over! somewhere around the Delaware line. Still, we headed onward. As soon as we arrived, Brendan took himself to bed upstairs and the kids and I hung out, helped with dinner and played around. But alas, Bren didn’t make a quick recovery (as he had hoped) so after some delicious lasagna, I put the kids in their pajamas and we came back home.
We made it back here with plenty of time to spare to watch Dick Clark and the ball drop. (And by “we” I mean me and Bridget.) After the boys were tucked in, she and I snuggled (under her new Snuggie naturally), had ice cream, counted down the seconds and banged pots and pans outside to ring in the New Year. Not exactly what I had planned, but still enjoyable.
This past weekend we celebrated MuskoX-mas (aka Christmas with The Muskoxen [or well, most Muskoxen — missed you Vince & Kate!)
The first night of MuskoX-mas was filled with wine, beer and lively conversation.
The second night, presents for the children and a feast. This year we decided on a broad theme for our feast: bacon.
There was bacon in the mashed potatoes, bacon in the vegetables, bacon in everything! Some Muskoxen had a harder time than others resisting the bacon prior to dinner.
A good time was had by all.
Keep your eyes out for live (or semi-live) blogging of the event over at muskoxen.org.
I’m a little sad to be pregnant right now, because some of the beers sound really interesting. I’ll try a taste here and there — but there are 32 different beers so I can’t try them all. Bummer.
Brendan’s been hard at work re-building the Muskoxen website: muskoxen.org Check it out. Be sure not to miss the events section. He even set up a Facebook fan page. He’s been buried in the laptop for days, so perhaps we’ll get him back a little bit around here.
Geoff and Val’s wedding was this weekend. We’re all totally exhausted. More later on Christmas preparations and the wedding festivities. I promise.
The bachelor/bachelorette party went pretty well for all persons involved. We had Japanese at a cute little place in the city (emphasis on the little), Zento. Everything was presented beautifully. And it was good, too! Then salsa lessons at a place just down the block. Shockingly, out of 11 of us who went dancing, I was one of the three who finished the lesson. I was not as bad at it as I thought I was going to be.
Plus, I talked to people. And it seemed unforced. So thank god for that.
There are a few photos, but I doubt that most will see the light of day. Nothing bad, just a little off-kilter.
Sunday was a little rough around the edges for everyone, and it took some time Monday to get back in the swing but it wasn’t so bad, and it was totally worth it.
This weekend is a big weekend of adult fun: Bachelor and Bachelorette activities for Geoff and Val. (The child gets to spend the weekend at Grandma’s.) I’m feeling pretty good about it. I know Bren is excited. Part of me is always a little nervous when it comes to social events. Plus, I feel like such an old lady.
It will be fun to get all girlied-up and fancy with Val and whoever else happens to be at her house at the time. I just have to be mindful that I can’t hang like I used to. Not drinking for like two years while pregnant and nursing really hampered my tolerance (which was low-ish to begin with).
I have a feeling that it will be similar to the man-shower for my husband.
Behold, the nursery.
The walls are actually lavender. The light is of course from IKEA. So are the curtains (which were such a pain to hem, don’t even get me started) and the rug that is not pictured here. My mom made the little quilt. And the mobile features Brutus and plays the Ohio State fight song (arranged as a lullabye). (Neither of us went to OSU; Brendan is just a big fan.)
Brendan’s back. He’s been sleeping since just about after he walked in the door this morning. Understandable. The following two photos seem to sum it up for me.